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@cliffordxtrace
Apparently this place has been abandoned. So if anyone's still checking here: Cliff, Ollie, Malcolm, and Allie are all being moved to my indie if anyone still wants to play with them. Or anyone else I have over there.
❥ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .
inspired by devotedecay’s non - sexual acts of dominance meme ! send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower.
[ choke ] your muse choking mine.
[ kiss + soft ] your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.
[ kiss + rough ] your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.
[ pin ] your muse pinning mine down.
[ wrists ] your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.
[ push ] your muse pushing mine into bed.
[ rip + clothing ] your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.
[ spank ] your muse spanking mine.
[ pull ] your muse pulling my muses hair.
[ talk ] your muse talking dirty to mine.
[ eyes ] your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.
[ down ] your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.
[ knees ] your muse telling mine to get on their knees.
[ hips ] your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.
[ denial ] your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.
[ many ] your muse making mine orgasm over and over.
[ tied ] your muse tying my muse down.
[ lazy ] your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.
[ love ] your muse telling mine they love them during.
[ dominance ] your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.
[ submission ] your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.
[ humiliation ] your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.
[ pain ] your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.
[ knife ] your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.
[ hidden ] your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.
[ public ] your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.
[ adore ] your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.
[ dress ] your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.
[ eat ] your muse eating mine out.
[ sleep ] your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.
[ gag ] your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.
[ blindfold ] your muse blindfolding mine.
[ praise ] your muse praising mine in bed.
[ good ] your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.
[ want ] your muse telling mine they want them.
[ snarl ] your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.
[ mark ] your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.
[ wall ] your muse shoving mine up against a wall.
cliffordxtrace:
Clifford hadn’t joined the party that night, finding more one-on-one company to take his time. On his way back to his own hut he heard Sam’s familiar voice shouting. His brow furrowed as he looked about for the boy, only to find a very naked and very angry looking Sam pushing his way through.
He made his way to the boy’s side, reaching to catch his arm. “Easy, Sweetheart,” he murmured, turning the boy to face him with a firm but gentle touch. “What’s the matter?”
At first, Sam tried to jerk away, but as soon as he turned and saw that it was Clifford, he stop putting up a fight, though he didn’t calm down. “I had to watch my dad fuck around with three other guys and he kissed me like it wasn’t fucking weird that he had just kissed all them. And then he fucked two of the guys some more. I fucking hate it here! I - I need a break!” Sam shook his head of wild hair, not caring that he was naked or that he was near screeching.
Clifford took Sam at least coming to a stop as progress, and he let him explain even if he was all but screaming. If he weren’t aware of Sam’s feelings toward Leon, he would have pointed out that fooling around was the whole point of the island. But that wouldn’t have helped, and it had been made clear a while back that this was a complicated sore spot for the boy. That it wasn’t just fooling around to Sam when it came to Leon.
“Then let’s take a break,” he said gently. He shrugged out of his button down shirt leaving him in his shorts, and he draped the shirt over Sam’s shoulders. “Why don’t you come back to mine, Sweets? Away from everyone and everything for a while, hm?” It would give Sam a safe place to calm down anyway, and Cliff could keep an eye on him and make sure he didn’t wind up getting himself into any trouble with the mood he was in.
A very naked and very emotional Sam stomped away from the hotel where Chad’s party had been. Everyone had gotten a piece of his dad except him and not only that, they thought they could call him ‘Sammy,’ no less. He bumped into people on his naked stomp back to the family hut. “Move!” he snapped and people usually did while giving him weird looks. He just needed his vape pen and maybe, maybe some time for extracurriculars with Spencer or someone else. Someone he didn’t even know. Yeah. That sounded great.
Clifford hadn’t joined the party that night, finding more one-on-one company to take his time. On his way back to his own hut he heard Sam’s familiar voice shouting. His brow furrowed as he looked about for the boy, only to find a very naked and very angry looking Sam pushing his way through.
He made his way to the boy’s side, reaching to catch his arm. “Easy, Sweetheart,” he murmured, turning the boy to face him with a firm but gentle touch. “What’s the matter?”
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Cliff grunted softly as Mason settled in his lap and slid down on his cock. He slid his arms around his boy’s waist, holding him close. “And it feels good to be in you like this,” he murmured in agreement, bowing his head to press a kiss against Mason’s throat. He smiled as he was offered the slice of pizza, and he was happy to let Mason feed him as he leaned to take a bite from the slice himself.
Mason grinned and swiveled his hips, grinding down on the other’s cock. He continued to eat and feed the older man with a soft smile. “I love spending time with you, daddy.” He chuckled and leaned back against the other, giving a soft hum of contentment. He was happy to just relax and enjoy himself.
Cliff hummed quietly as Mason rolled his hips and his hold tightened on his boy. “I do, too, Pup,” he murmured. “I’ve missed being able to spend so much time with you.” It really was a joy to have all his boys under one roof again, even if it would only last the length of their vacation.
He was content like this, holding his boy close as Mason took turns feeding them. Every once in a while he’d give a slow roll of his hips, simply enjoying the contact.
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Clifford didn’t care they were out in the open, where anyone walking by could see. If someone wanted to stop and watch the show, so be it. At the moment, his focus was merely on the redhead between his legs. He thrust deep into Wren’s throat, then stopped. He used his grip on the boy’s hair to keep him held flush against his pelvis, not particularly caring if the boy choked or gagged from being forced to stay on his cock for the moment. He just slowly rolled his hips, grinding his cock in the boy’s throat. “Such a good boy,” he purred, holding Wren down for a beat longer before finally giving him a chance to breathe as he pulled his hips back.
“Do you want me to keep fucking your throat? Or do you wanted to finally ride me?”
When Clifford took a hold of his head to just keep him there, the cock right down his cock and his eyes were rolling back in pure pleasure as he was taken and complimented as a good boy, it made him whimper and want more. With a slow groan as the cock left his throat, he pulled off completely and nodded, “Sit back, let me ride you, I wanna feel your cock inside me so badly, Daddy..”
Clifford hummed softly as Wren spoke, enjoying how the boy’s voice was a little rough from his cock having been shoved down his throat. He made himself comfortable, hands folding behind his head as he peered down at the boy still between his legs. “Hop on then, Sweetheart,” he purred, looking forward to seeing the boy on top of him.
@cliffordxtrace said: 14C
Wren was coming undone so quickly that he was almost blushing, but having the older man working him over was driving him wild. He’d made a promise to let Cliff do whatever he wanted, and his reward would be the older man fucking him, but he wasn’t sure he’d still have energy left as the fingers were toying with his already so sensitive nipples, and the man had told him to jerk off. Pleasure himself. “Daddy–” he finally whimpered out, as his load spilled out all over his torso and his body seemed to stiffen in pure bliss.
Toying with Wren was almost as fun as fucking him. He knew how good the boys’ holes were, and he was looking forward to fucking him again, but having the boy blushing and whining for him as he tweaked and teased at him was intoxicating. He smirked as he watched the cum spill across Wren’s torso, all while he kept pinching and tugging at his nipples. “That’s my good boy,” he purred, bowing his head to press a kiss against Wren’s jaw. He let one hand abandon the boy’s pec, sliding down his stomach, fingertips wiping through the cum on Wren’s stomach.
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Cliff cursed, rolling his hips with Elliot’s as he rode out his orgasm. He let out a breathy chuckle, his hands loosening on Elliot’s hips as their movements stilled to stroke over the man’s sides. He took a moment to breathe before he shifted to sit up. A hand dragged up to Elliot’s chest and he gave the man a tug to come to rest back against him, allowing Elliot to finally relax his position as well.
He kept the man seated on him, cock still buried inside of him, unwilling to disconnect from him just yet. He pressed a kiss against Elliot’s shoulder, biting the skin there gently.
“I hope you weren’t planning on getting any sleep tonight,” he murmured in Elliot’s ear before biting at his lobe. “Because one round isn’t going to be enough.” His hand finished its trail up Elliot’s body, catching his jaw to turn the man’s head so he could press a deep kiss to his lips over his shoulder.
Fuck! He was definitely nearly in love with this man. Was it wrong to love two men? Because Clifford made him feel on fire and on top of the world - even from them just having conversations with each other. Now he felt like his entire prostate leaked out of him and exploded all over him and Clifford’s thighs. The loose hands on his hips leaving tingles all over his body. Elliot was shaking some, sure his legs were tired from the position, but he didn’t want to put too much weight on the man - until he felt the man pulling him back. He leaned back into the male’s chest and rested against him.
He felt amazing with the cock inside of him, pumping ceased, but the warm fluid still stuffed inside of him and his warm heat around the softening cock.
“Jesus.” He moaned as he felt the kiss on his shoulder. “You didn’t warn me that your cock was that amazing.” He chuckled and looked at the other with a bright smile on his face. “Me? And miss out on amazing times with you? Hell no.” He shook his head and looked at the other with a happy smile - while moving to kiss the male after with a bright smile on his face. He moved closer to the other and continued to deepen the kiss. He was hungry for this man deeply.
Clifford chuckled low in his throat. “Why would I spoil the surprise?” he retorted. He let their lips work together, lazy and hungry all at once. He kept a hand against Elliot’s jaw, stroking gently, to hold him in place. He only broke the kiss when he finally needed air.
He let his hand drag back down Elliot’s body, pausing to tweak one of his nipples gently. “Glad to hear you’re so eager for me, Beautiful,” he murmured with a faint grin. He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the man just as much. There was an undeniable connection between them that had formed quite quickly. They fit together almost as well as he fit with Jensen.
He pressed more kisses down along Elliot’s throat and shoulder, biting at his skin here and there. “You are amazing, Gorgeous.”
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Amusement colored Cliff’s features again. “You mentioned that, Sweetheart,” he assured. Not a minute before the boy had introduced himself once. Now again. The boy really was nervous, wasn’t he? No matter.
He watched as Eryx flinched at his first sip. He sipped his own scotch slowly. “We can get you something you might enjoy more, Sweets. You don’t have to drink that,” he assured. Maybe it was a little cruel to start the boy off on something that hard.
His gaze dragged over the boy again, appreciative. “Oh I’m sure there are plenty who’ve been wanting to get their hands on you back where you’re from. People are just a lot more open about it here.” Luckily for Eryx, Cliff found the inexperience endearing. “It’s become a regular vacation spot for my family and me, yes,” he confirmed.
Fuck- did he already introduce himself? Eryx could be so naive and thoughtless at times, it was like there was nothing going on upstairs. All he knew was that his heart was racing and his body was tingling from the scotch and the desire. Wait, desire? Yeah it was definitely desire. But Eryx felt like Clifford was way out of his league, no way would a hunk like that want the cheerleader. “Oh ahhh, it’s fine really.” Not wanting to appear rude to the gentleman, Eryx raised the class and downed the liquid in a painfully burning elongated sip. “See.” He croaked and coughed, trying his hardest not to arch and squirm at the liquor. He placed the glass on the table beside him and licked his lips, trying to relax after swallowing such a taste. “Oh ahh… I mean a few of the jocks would slap my ass, a teacher or two has commented but in the high school environment it can be really toxic discovering how to well… ya know.” His voice still a little hoarse, but it had certainly improved. “Wait you come here with your family?” He was a little stunned, “Do they also partake in…” He gestured to the mass orgy on the other end of the courtyard. “Do you?” eyes looked over and trailed down that handsome face and well built torso to - no, he snapped out of it and looked back at the empty scotch glass.
Clifford almost winced on the boy’s behalf as he downed the rest of his scotch. Seemed Eryx wanted to prove himself, but there were so many other ways the boy could do that.
He hummed softly, frowning as the boy talked about the attention he got in high school. “That’s less than ideal attention, yes,” he agreed before he sipped his scotch again. His amused look returned at how shocked the boy seemed.
“I do. My husband and my sons.” He spared a glance toward the orgy in question before his gaze landed back on Eryx. “I know at least one of my boys would be more than happy to be in the middle of something like that. Regardless, we all enjoy having our own fun here. I myself don’t typically go the mass orgy route,” he mused, shrugging a shoulder. “But I do enjoy some one-on-one fun.” His eyes ran over Eryx again, in equal parts appreciate and desire. “Sometimes some one-on-one-on-one.”
He didn’t miss how the boy’s eyes ran him over in return before he looked away again. Cliff chuckled softly. “No need to dive into something like that right off the bat,” he assured, nodding toward the orgy. “That’s not the only thing available here.”
@eryxrobins | Cont.
Clifford loved how swiftly Eryx had gone from awkward virgin to needy slut. The boy was always just so eager to please, and he was getting to the point where he was very good at it. “That’s my good boy,” he purred softly as Eryx started bobbing his head in a steady rhythm, his cock starting to disappear further down the boy’s throat. He pushed a hand into that soft blond hair, stroking before gripping gently. His hips rolled, pushing up further into the boy’s mouth, encouraging him to take more.
His free hand stroked Eryx’s shoulder, ran down his side. It was almost a shame that Eryx wasn’t facing him, that he didn’t get to watch his cock disappear between those pretty lips, but it gave him the opportunity to play with the boy’s body a bit more. So it was a reasonable trade off.
His hand slid over Eryx’s ass, giving one of his cheeks a firm squeeze, then his fingers slipped between his cheeks. The pad of a finger stroked over Eryx’s tight little hole, teasing before easing inside of the boy.
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Clifford liked how responsive Austin was, how willing he was to press back into his kiss. He felt the boy shift closer and he deepened their kiss. He let his tongue tease past Austin’s lips, tasting the boy and letting their tongues tangle. His hold tightened on him, holding him tight against him.
Austin’s breath hitched in the kiss as he felt Clifford’s tongue tease forward and begin to explore his mouth and tangle with his own. Added to that the man was holding him tighter and their bodies were pressed together. After a few moments he had to pull away from the kiss just to catch his breath, “Wow” he bushed, grinning.
Cliff let the boy pull back when he needed to, and he grinned softly as Austin spoke. “Wow, huh? I like ‘wow’,” he teased gently. He brought a hand up to stroke Austin’s cheek gently and he picked his head up enough to press a kiss against the boy’s forehead.
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“You can be smart for many reasons.” He smiled warmly, chuckling. “Not the spoiled ones.” And Cliff was definitely a spoiled one. They spoiled each other. And Clint was endlessly lost on his husband.
His smile softened as Jensen stepped in so close to him. It was so easy to get lost in his husband. Even after all their years together. “I don’t know where I’d be without you, Jen,” he murmured before their lips met. His hands found his husband’s waist, holding him close while their lips worked together.
He was reluctant to let the other go, but found himself a spot against the counter to lean on as he watched the other start to explore the kitchen. “I always crave you, Love,” he reminded with a soft grin before he chuckled. “I had no doubts you would. But rearranging can wait until tomorrow.”
“Hey, watch it old man.” He chuckled and playfully nudged the male with his arm, before giving him a sweet kiss. “You are very spoiled. I hope you know this.” He missed this. The cute banter and the happy times. He wasn’t going to go on another book tour for another year or so, because his missed his soul mate and his children.
He continued to savor on his husband’s lip and had no intentions of breaking the kiss. He moved a hand to caress Cliff’s neck and used his other free hand to grip Cliff’s bicep. He pulled back once he was panting and smiled up at him. “The feeling is always mutual here.” He nodded, but that didn’t express how much love he had and felt for this man.
“I don’t know why. When you are fucking everything.” He purred at the male. He remembered being the nerdy kid in high school and cliff being the ‘it’ boy. It still surprises him that the male was even into him for a second. “Okay, romantic dinner. You and I. Then I get too pamper your body with touches.”
“I’m well aware just how spoiled I am, Love,” he promised. Jensen had never done anything but spoil him, always going above and beyond for him. “And I hope you know how much I love and appreciate you for it.”
He had zero issues with Jensen letting their kiss linger, relishing the feel of their lips working together, like it had been ten years since they last saw each other. He smiled warmly when his husband pulled back. “I’m always glad to hear that.”
“We’re everything,” he corrected with a fond smile. The minute Cliff had laid eyes on Jensen, he’d known the man would be his forever. He’d felt it in his bones and he hadn’t thought twice about pursuing the other. Still his best decision to this day, no matter the obstacles that had been thrown in their way over the years.
He hummed at his husband’s words. “Sounds like the perfect night.”
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Clifford brought his free hand up to pat Leon’s arm sympathetically, humming his agreement. He’d been a father for over half his life, it was true, much longer than his friend. “I’ve met Sam. Spent quite a bit of time with him actually,” he admitted, because there was no sense in hiding that fact. “He’s a sweet kid. When he wants to be.”
“What kinds of things? I can assure you kids don’t always do things with the intent to make us upset. Figuring out who you are and what you want can be a bumpy process. I’m sure you remember that.” He shrugged a shoulder before offering his friend a sympathetic smile. “Unfortunately, being a parent means we can’t always be our kids’ best friend, as much as we want to be. And being adopted adds an extra layer to the complication.” He and Jensen had gone through that when they adopted Spencer, and despite the fact they’d always treated him just the same as his biological kids, he still worried Spencer didn’t always feel like he fit in properly. “I don’t know Sam well, and I don’t know the finer points of your dynamic, but I can assure you he just wants to make you happy. You and Austin both.”
The younger man nodded. “I sometimes feel like he’s sweet to me when he needs me,” Leon said, “He tells me he needs me all the time, and he loves me. Yet…he does these destructive things and expects me to stomach and accept it. Back home, he was involved with this older gentleman who was into knife play. I’m not gonna get into it, but he’s doing it again here. And if I find the bastard who he’s doing it with, I’ll snap his fucking neck.” Leon’s protective daddy persona was trickling out. “He does these things and expects me to be okay with it or to not lose my cool. He’ll talk about it freely to Austin, and I sometimes wish he’d be a little more firm with him like I am. I understand that, but does he expect me to be happy when he’s behaving in a destructive manner?” Leon couldn’t really agree that Sam finding out who he was was the same as Leon’s journey into self actualization. “Am I a bad father? Because I don’t want him doing this kind of stuff with men he hardly knows?”
Clifford frowned to himself as he listened to Leon explain. “To be fair, there are safer ways to do knife play that don’t involve bloodplay and actual cutting,” he offered. He could understand why Leon wasn’t a fan of it regardless, but just because Sam was partaking didn’t mean he was getting himself hurt. “But being uneasy about him doing it with someone he doesn’t know well is more than fair. That doesn’t make you a bad father.”
He reached to squeeze his friend’s shoulder supportively. “Have you asked him why he feels the need to do these things? In my experience, telling my kids they can’t do something is just a surefire way of getting them to follow through with it. But talking about why they feel the need to do them in the first place? Rooting out the reason and confronting that can sometimes help relieve the desire to do the behavior that feeling led to.”
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“Not to the extent I would always like,” Cliff mused with a faint chuckle. He sipped his drink easily. He looked the other over appreciatively, a grin tugging at his lips. “Hm, and what sort of thing would you propose, Beautiful?” he asked, curious what the other could cook up in that pretty little mind of him. “Whatever you can come up with. Well, I don’t say ‘no’ to a lot.”
He nodded and a peaceful silence took over him as he mused and took in the man in front of him. He was a peace of heaven looking back at him. Elliot looked at the other with a chuckle and nodded thinking of many different things. “Skinny dipping in the ocean, strip poker, sex on the beach… okay maybe I am boring and those are basic things to a lot of people.” He chuckled and shook his head. He may have had a lot of sex, but to many he was still lacking on the sexual experimenting part.
Amusement colored Cliff’s features at the requests. They were simple, but more than doable as far as he was concerned. And if Elliot wanted to indulge in them, who was he to tell him ‘no’? “I doubt anything with you will be boring, Beautiful,” he assured with a soft chuckle. Elliot was far too willing and eager for that to happen. “I’m sure we could work our way through those and anything else you dream up.”
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Cliff chuckled low in his throat as Chad wiggled his ass for him. Every little whine and whimper out of him was perfect. He thrust his finger slowly, pushing it as deeply as he could. His cock twitched in his bottoms and with how they were pressed close, the boy was sure to feel the bulge of his growing erection. “Tell me what you want, Sweetheart. I want to hear you say it,” he purred against the boy’s lips.
Arching his back hard out for the older man, shaking his big round butt on his finger, Chad whimpered in need. “I want you to fuck me. I wanna feel you fucking me so hard, that when you’re done, I can’t even walk straight.” He licked his lips as he stared up into the man’s eyes. “I’ve never wanted someone more than you..” He said, clinging to the older man’s body, his soft smooth skin brushing against the hairier body of the older man’s.
Clifford hummed softly, smirking as the boy pleaded for him. He didn’t really believe the boy hadn’t wanted anyone as much as him, but he had no plans on refuting it, happy to take the ego stroking. He slowly pulled his finger free to the boy and let his hands drag up his sides. “I think I can accomplish that, Sweetheart. But first, why don’t you get on your knees and get my cock nice and wet with that pretty mouth of yours, hm?”
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Cliff looked down at Seth’s hand as his chest was poked. “Is the reward you get for being good not incentive enough, Sweetheart?” he asked as he peered back at the boy’s face with a soft grin. He considered it for a moment.
“I suppose I can acquiesce to taking you to dinner, if you can acquiesce to being good for me.”
“Pretty sure I warned you about sweetheart” he teased lightly as he crossed his arms before he looked at him. “Depends how good the dinner is” he smirked. “Maybe I’ll be bratty so you can put me in my place, old man” Seth enjoyed being mouthy, it made his tops more eager to be a bit rougher usually.
Clifford reached to catch Seth’s jaw, looking the boy over. “Do you want me to spank you raw again?” he questioned, arching a brow with a smirk. He let his thumb stroke over Seth’s lower lip. “I guess we’ll both just have to see how dinner goes then, won’t we?”